By GIBRAN MONCAYO/South Kern Sol
Hate what a simple word
Hate a word that will dismay many
Hate is for the reason that many kill
All for in the name of hate
We were taught to be compassionate and loving
To treat our neighbors the way we want to be treated
With hate?
By GIBRAN MONCAYO/South Kern Sol
Love, ahh love what a wonderful word
The truth is that it wasn’t l o v e
It was just an illusion
Tricks up your sleeve and nothing up mine
See hearts break and are malleable
So I tried to change yours
Instead mine got torn
Ahhh love, love
Me
Never will you?
By GIBRAN MONCAYO/South Kern Sol
Do you mean everything you say?
Every line, word (you’ve said that’s) based on us, being together till the end.
Days and days go by
Roses wither away, red to black
The petals which once represented something much more are now ashes
Destroyed but not by fire but by your own hand
Leaves fall off trees yet they live
What about this?